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Borrowing A Line
from Lucille Clifton, Won’t you come and celebratewith me this kind of lifeI’ve owned, carved, or even honedhere on this good brown earth, beneath both bright sunshine and falling rain. These paths I’ve walked and wandered,most often alone but not … Continue reading
This Poem
5/1/2020 This poem is not being written because it is the month for the daily writing of poems. That was done yesterday. This poem is not being written because someone said I should, would, or could please do it. This … Continue reading
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Tagged joy, need, not, obligation, observance, poem, rediscovery, want, written
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The Egret
NaPoWriMo 2020: Day 15 Nowadays I move as slow as an egret stalking her dinner in almost still waters. Slow moving steps carefully taken one at a time, always seeking balance. Forever aware that I am only a tiny speck … Continue reading
The Redoubt
NaPoWriMo Day 5 Used to try to imagine what a “safe place” might look like. Never thought it might be hidden behind my own face. Spent years building this redoubt in my mind. A poem, or single image, words to … Continue reading
Topsy-Turvy
NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day 14 Topsy-Turvy Sneak peeks at what other poets are writing. Seemingly fresh like Spring blossoms unfurled already blooming. While I spend the night tossing and turning. Like a turtle caught on its back unable to right … Continue reading
The Little Seed
NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day 8 The Little Seed Falls. Freely drops down into deep rich soil of imagination and takes root. Root which finds nurture breath found in air of inspiration. Keeps seeking always reaching for light and that liquid … Continue reading
Thoughts
Thoughts Sometimes words leave bruises, cut delicate skin with bright red blossoms that only slowly turn to dark blue and purple, eventually fade, but are never truly forgotten. Other times they are softest feathers brushed across face, startling pause, capturing … Continue reading
About That First Poem
For Poets United: Poetry Pantry #309 http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/ About That First Poem I think that we’re beginning to remember that the first poets didn’t come out of a classroom, that poetry began when somebody walked off of a savanna or out … Continue reading
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Soul's Music 